5. Perfect Female
~~Sakura P.O.V~~
All my life I have had to strive for perfection.
My parents have always been well reputed in our small hillside community so I've always had to be everybody's role model everywhere.
I –have- to be perfect if I'm not perfect that just isnt acceptable because I must be perfect I mean, look who my parents are. The –most- perfect people in the whole fucking world.
Everyone looks at me and thinks that I'm blessed.
My parents are loaded and I'm 'so very pretty' and 'mature-looking at such a young age' I don't think life is all that great.
I don't think that I'm blessed just because I'm the richest girl in Australasia. All my parents do is try to put me down, nothing more. Because I'm the daughter of my parents I never got the chance to have a childhood.
I never went to the park as a five year old. No. Never that. While the other children were out having fun at the park's and beaches I was studying or trying to stop household fights to occur between my 'parents'.
At the age of twelve while my friends were out shopping I was reading tenth grade maths and other things for 'advanced' children.
If I weigh over 80 pounds I get scolded because 'it is totally unacceptable for a girl of your age and height to weigh anymore than that'. She'd say. Then she'd tell me to stay in the gym for 6 hours a day until I lost at least seven pounds then I'd have to stay in he room with weapons and train there for four and a half hours starting from the age of 11.
I never had it easy.
Then when I went ahead and went to the greatest hairdresser I could find and I got my hair colored at least seven different shades of pink permanent color my mother slapped me and if I tried to resist she'd pull my hair. Crying would get me belted as I lay across the cheapest piece of furniture that we had.
Now I can't wait until I turn eighteen to move out of this stupid place.
Tomorrow I must call Syaoran up as I am going to the women's clinic in the far side of Kyoto.
~~Sakura P.O.V~~
All my life I have had to strive for perfection.
My parents have always been well reputed in our small hillside community so I've always had to be everybody's role model everywhere.
I –have- to be perfect if I'm not perfect that just isnt acceptable because I must be perfect I mean, look who my parents are. The –most- perfect people in the whole fucking world.
Everyone looks at me and thinks that I'm blessed.
My parents are loaded and I'm 'so very pretty' and 'mature-looking at such a young age' I don't think life is all that great.
I don't think that I'm blessed just because I'm the richest girl in Australasia. All my parents do is try to put me down, nothing more. Because I'm the daughter of my parents I never got the chance to have a childhood.
I never went to the park as a five year old. No. Never that. While the other children were out having fun at the park's and beaches I was studying or trying to stop household fights to occur between my 'parents'.
At the age of twelve while my friends were out shopping I was reading tenth grade maths and other things for 'advanced' children.
If I weigh over 80 pounds I get scolded because 'it is totally unacceptable for a girl of your age and height to weigh anymore than that'. She'd say. Then she'd tell me to stay in the gym for 6 hours a day until I lost at least seven pounds then I'd have to stay in he room with weapons and train there for four and a half hours starting from the age of 11.
I never had it easy.
Then when I went ahead and went to the greatest hairdresser I could find and I got my hair colored at least seven different shades of pink permanent color my mother slapped me and if I tried to resist she'd pull my hair. Crying would get me belted as I lay across the cheapest piece of furniture that we had.
Now I can't wait until I turn eighteen to move out of this stupid place.
Tomorrow I must call Syaoran up as I am going to the women's clinic in the far side of Kyoto.
